The Plus (Minus) Side

5 lbs gone due to the flu. Knew being sick was good for something. Now just to keep the momentum going.
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Went out this past Saturday night. Finally got to celebrate my birthday. I had several shots of Jack purchased by others. Probably too many. Good time was had by many as it was just a general function, not particularly for the birthday. Met some new people. Ran into an old friend. Got to spend the evening with someone special. He was even attentive. Still enjoying and trying not to imagine anything more especially since I have been burned by this person before. Dammit!...that fire is so tempting.

Happy Flu Day

So my birthday (yesterday) was spent in bed. And not in the good way. I had the full blown flu minus the vomiting which would be the only plus to the experience. I have yet to venture back into the world. I entered the bed Friday after work. This is only the second time since high school that I have gotten the flu. I was past due for the illness, but the timing could have been better. I guess I will go back to the temp job tomorrow. Although at this point just walking upstairs still gets me winded. Happy birthday to me.

Crazy Little Ring

So he calls again on Saturday. We chatted for a few minutes. Talked about tax returns of all things. Then he said he needed to go. I stopped him. I let him know that the frequent phone calls were unwelcome. That it was not emotionally pleasant for me to talk to him. I thought I had expressed all this last October. He said he wanted to keep in touch. I said fine then call me a couple times a year. He insisted on once a month. Once again he gets what he wants.

Rambling.....

Got that ring tone last night but I was so deep asleep it did not register. Probably good for him to think I am avoiding him. I was so deep asleep because I had spent the previous evening out late....with a guy. It wasn't a date. We just happened to end up at the same place and we both stuck it out for the long haul. He is nice, but a player. So I am taking a cue from E and just enjoying the time. I know him from that job I quit last summer.
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Saturday is rapidly turning into errand day. I sit here typing but am thinking of the things that must be done. I will probably go to a friend's daughter's soccer game. (That's Tricia's daughter, Emily...just for you Dave.)Then an oil change for the car is past due. Need to pick up sundries. And I am feeling the need to find something new to wear.
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The job I was desperately hoping would come through sent me a rejection email on Thursday. I was so upset that I did not even answer my phone when it rang ten minutes later. Turns out another job I applied for last fall is interested. I start the interview process with Blue Cross this coming Thursday. It is a better job in that it is actually something I would like to do for a living, computer programming. Whereas the previous position was good money for an unfamiliar job. I will be submitted to a computer aptitude test. They consider the job to be entry level, but it is still a good $5000.00 more than most businesses are paying in this town.

Ex-ticipation

I sit here in anticipation of the ring tone. The one I have heard the past two nights which had not emanated from the cell phone since last October. "Crazy Little Thing Called Love" has made me jump two nights in a row. It is the sound of a call from an ex. Granted it is nice to hear from him. I always loved the timber of his baritone. The second call a followup from the first as to how my day at a new job went. (Don't get too excited...it is just a temporary job.) His concern makes my heart go pitty-pat, but there in lies the problem. My feelings have not changed for him. I must ask him his intentions the next time Freddie croons to me. I have let that whole aspect of what should be discussed slide to the wayside. I thought I was clear as to how I felt when I ended the phone calls last fall. Maybe he thinks things have changed...maybe they have changed but not on my end.